Interpret:

Eloy

Album:

Dawn

What kind of sound, I think I can hear 
A lily-white lily calling 
She seems to yearn to darken skin and hair 
I really know, without her force 
You would be falling 
You wouldn't need to breathe 
My sinner air 
Now listen 


This day'll be grey, so take my advice 
And wait for the dawning 
Wait for the rise of light tomorrow morning 
Look for the highest place in space 
To rest and stay 
You've got to chase the early rising sun 
Next day